David Joel Rodriguez

Spiritual Juggernaut (2010) - Poem by David Joel Rodriguez

There it came, the day that thought I had lostFought through many hours of my scorned lustHours of wasted time of my sketchy ignorant lifePicky to the fullest of what I liked or did not like...Vague memories still lurked, poking to tormentMy eyes submerge; my mind continues to fermentFlushing skin drives in shock with my hands in the airMute screams in my head forcing out my silent despairClinched fists atop my head awaiting a feeling, Like grass I yank and somehow end up kneelingI stare at my hands sprinkling the crimson fibersHow does such a phenomenon leave you withered? Leaving you fretful, eating your fingernails like string cheeseFondling your insides with its sultry emanations only to cease